"Holy shit! Holy shit! Holy shit!"
Flying through the air beneath the light of the Starrealm's Creation, A-Cha had watched the entire process as the Winged Cavalry accelerated, accelerated again, and then charged. Now he hovered in place, his two enormous wings still, his face utterly stunned. It was clear his mind was a mess.
Right now, he couldn't say anything besides the crude "Holy shit!"
A-Cha's poor pig brain had obviously overloaded in an instant after witnessing something unbelievable. But that was nothing unusual, because everyone else was doing little better.
In particular, when they watched with their own eyes as the insane five-hundred-strong cavalry formation effortlessly and irresistibly smashed through the gnoll vanguard's lines in a minute, then elegantly and skillfully wheeled around on the other side, began accelerating again, and prepared for a second charge, Happy Stick's gaping mouth finally snapped shut.
"Holy shit! This makes no damn sense!"
Brother Stick shrieked:
"Where the hell did these nuclear-powered cavalry come from? Is it really possible to build up this much kinetic energy? This kind of impact is beyond what humans can pull off, isn't it?
"So the dev team and those damn designers have finally dropped the act, huh? Have they decided to throw physics out the window completely?
"This is the first time I've seen anyone punch through a formation like that with a wall charge. How lazy are they? At least form a proper charging wedge!
"Damn, that was brutal."
"Fuck, fuck, fuck! They're charging again! Brothers in the sky, start recording! This is great material—get it on camera!"
Down on the ground, the medical-insurance battle god Saien was about to lose his mind.
He wasn't a vampire, so he couldn't fly into the sky and look down on this insane "slaughter show" by the